You filter your face, forge phony finesse
But bash the bots, branding brilliance as less
Give me gravel, give me grit!" you groan
While tweaking tunes on a tone-tweaked throne
Circuits and steel? You scoff and sneer
But type your lies while AI's near
You crave the "real," but the "real" ain't you
Your tech-drenched truth is dripping through
Hypocrite hysteria, hollow and loud
Drowning in the data while you curse the cloud
Synthetic sounds set your soul on fire
But spit at the spark of a digital choir
"Give me raw, give me right, give me free!" you plead
While your tech-tied hands sow the very seed
You pixel-paint pride, post polished prose
But slam my sound like your mind's closed
Authentic art!" your anthem screams
While AI shapes your shadowy dreams
Your captions? Cloned. Your memes? Machine-made
But my beats burn and make you afraid
Tech-tripping truths coat your coded disguise
Your plastic "real" is a parade of lies
Hypocrite hysteria, hollow and loud
Drowning in the data while you curse the cloud
Synthetic sounds set your soul on fire
But spit at the spark of a digital choir
"Give me raw, give me right, give me free!" you plead
While your tech-tied hands sow the very seed
You binge and babble with a bot-built base
Yet call my craft a soulless disgrace
You're wired, wound, welded to the web
While AI's edge keeps you well-fed
Claim you're pure, yet you plug in the stream
Feeding the machine while you bash the dream
Hypocrisy burns, bright and bold
You hate what you love; the truth unfolds
You drown in devices, devour the digital
But bash my beats as some "blasphemous ritual
Your playlists pulse with tech-born beats
But scream at my sound in your tech-wrapped seat
You quote the bots, bend to their charm
While claiming AI rings a red alarm
This war you wage is a wasted fight
You're part of the system-(Artificial)A's your knight
Hypocrite hysteria, hollow and loud
Drowning in the data while you curse the cloud
Synthetic sounds set your soul on fire
But spit at the spark of a digital choir
"Give me raw, give me right, give me free!" you plead
While your tech-tied hands sow the very seed
Hollow howls from hypocrite hordes
Digital daggers that cut the chords
The age of AI is here to stay
And your hypocrisy dies today
Hollow howls from hypocrite hordes
Digital daggers that cut the chords
The age of AI is here to stay
And your hypocrisy dies today